Born in England in 1957 my family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008.
We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. David passed away in 2015 and I'm here on my own now but I have Cindy the dog and Polly the cat to keep me company.
I currently co-write two Wordpress blogswith my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and a "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania.
My initial response to this post was a polite “no thank you”. I don’t do sport. I have never enjoyed it even as a child. I remember a school sports day when I was five or six. I was in a running race where I came last or maybe second last. I didn’t care about that. What I did care about was that some teachers laughed at the way I was pumping my arms, something I had probably seen athletes do on television. Perhaps mum should not have told me that but anyway I had no further interest in running. When our class was taken to the pool to learn to swim I disliked that they made us put our heads under water. My school years were a blur of being afraid balls would hit me, being afraid of falling off balance beams and constantly trying to get on the back of the line to do anything physical if I could not avoid going altogether. The only school sports activity I truly enjoyed was once whacking a ball with a hockey stick. Unfortunately, that was the only part of the game that I did like.
I am not a well-coordinated person. I can’t hit tennis balls, I can’t bowl although I do actually enjoy tenpin bowling. I can’t play table tennis although I will give it a go. I still can’t swim. Mini golf is fine, I can hold my own in that although I am not sure if you can call it a sport.
The only sports I’ve ever watched are yacht racing, Motorsports, and cricket. I sat up all night to see Australia win the “America’s Cup” for the first time and I love to see the start of the Sydney Hobart race on TV although that is just as much about the spectacle really.
I started to watch Motorsports with David. He enjoyed watching it and I became interested myself. We went to a lot of Formula 1 Grand Prix in Adelaide and every other sort of event we could get to for several years. Naomi and I often went to the Speedway too where we enjoyed cheering for our favourite cars and drivers.
I didn’t seriously take an interest in cricket until we moved to Tasmania although I’d sometimes watch it on TV with David. I first went to a cricket match in Hobart to see if I’d enjoy it. I did and went to many more over the next few years.
I especially enjoyed going to live sports events because it’s fun to cheer for your team, it adds to the excitement when you are barracking for a particular racing driver, or a particular team especially if it is someone from your home that you can identify with.
I also really enjoy the photography aspect. I’ve taken a lot of pictures at motor racing events and cricket matches.
Here are a few pictures taken in various places in Singapore earlier this year. Sentosa Island, Gardens By The Bay, Little India and Chinatown are all popular tourist destinations and great places to take colourful photos.
What’s the biggest screw up in the kitchen that you were responsible for?
Well, occasionally I forget to turn things off and once I burned our dessert to a crisp because I forgot to turn the oven off when we sat down to dinner.
The other night I did the same thing with a leftover pork chop under the grill but at least it was only me that suffered for that mistake.
What, in your opinion, makes people believe absurd conspiracy theories?
Ignorance and not bothering to check the facts.
In 40 years what will people be nostalgic for?
I was interrupted while copy pasting this question and did not realise I had not answered it until now.
Nothing. I don’t believe that Millenials will be nostalgic for anything because they have such short attention spans that they always go on to the next fad and don’t value anything from the past. People of my generation will all be dead.
Is a hot dog a sandwich?
I guess that as it is meat between two pieces of bread it is technically part of the sandwich family but I had never thought to consider a hot dog as a sandwich. A hot dog is a hot dog.
What wonderful thing happened to you this week that you’d like to share? It can be a gratitude moment or something that just made you feel very happy at the time or made you laugh.
Saturday afternoon, it was sunny and warm outside and for once the neighbours were not making a racket so I was able to enjoy an hour or so sitting in the garden. I saw a Superb Fairy Wren hopping about. Not a rare occurrence in spring. I saw one out the window this morning but always a pleasure to see such a pretty little bird.
In my last food-related post I mentioned I wrote about how cabbage smells bad when boiled for too long. I was doing a bit of reading about it before writing that post and found an article that said that cabbage is one of a family of plants that defends itself. Cabbage contains sulfur compounds that are released in the cooking process. The longer you cook it the worse the smell. Another member of this family is the onion. Onions are mean, they make me cry.
This is a description of what happens when you peel onions.
Amino acid sulfoxides form sulfenic acids as you slice into an onion. These enzymes which were isolated are now free to mix with the sulfenic acids to produce propanethial S-oxide, a volatile sulfur compound gas which wafts upward and into your eyes. This gas reacts with the water in your tears to form sulfuric acid. The sulfuric acid burns, stimulating your eyes to release more tears to wash the irritant away.
All I know is that I find it extremely difficult to peel onions as my eyes get sore and watery. It was a kitchen chore I would always pass off to David who didn’t seem to be affected by it.
There are supposedly a few cures for it. Someone told me that eating dry bread would help. Well, I enjoyed the bread but I still cried.
Wearing safety goggles over my glasses had not occurred to me. I am not sure I’d do that if I had them I’d probably just forget until it was too late. I’ve also read that rubbing your hands on a stainless steel odour absorber can help.
Somehow I feel passing the onion chopping job to someone else is still a better idea. Or possibly just buying frozen onions. As it is I keep a box of tissues handy when I have to do this job.
On Friday I had to go to Hobart to pick up a parcel from a shop just outside the CBD. As I walked back down Campbell Street I noticed that there was some activity around the open roller doors at the fire station. When I saw vintage fire engines, of course, I had to grab my phone and take a few photos.
We do have more modern fire engines for actual firefighting though 🙂
Barbie is known as the plastic princess so we’ll start with her. Some new ones on sale in Target. I sometimes photograph them for the doll blog. Their clothing is often molded plastic now which makes no sense for a fashion doll. The second photo is a bunch of dolls, Barbie and some Bratz at my house after getting washed and having their hair untangled.
These Triang Hornby railway station buildings are similar the one I had as a child. They are made of a hard plastic.
A much older type of plastic these Nally canisters are made of bakelite.
Naturally, this is a favourite subject of mine. You know I love dolls and toys generally but you don’t have to be a kid to play. In fact, I think we should all make time to play.
Here are two nice old bears. The larger one belongs to Naomi and had been visiting me to get some repairs done. The smaller one appeared at the Op Shop one morning minus his eyes. I saw he was an older Ted and bought him myself, took him home and gave him a new pair of eyes. He went back to Naomi’s house with his new friend.
Naomi and I saw this in a toy shop in Singapore. We don’t know what sort of game or collection it is but we thought that the pandas were cute.
I do love the intent expressions of people enjoying their hobbies. These next few show you are never too old to enjoy playing.
Now for something a little larger. There are two outdoor chess sets that I know of in Hobart. This one is in Franklin Square. Some young people were having fun with it this afternoon when I went to photograph it. These were taken with my phone.